Tantai Zhi had indeed suffered grave injuries and faced a threat to her life after taking a blow from a Tribulation Crossing stage cultivator.
But it was obvious that she had not been the other party's primary target, so her condition should not have become this severe.
Her current miserable state was entirely due to the Devil Race secret technique used by the person before her.
The Shadow Demon Body placed one's form somewhere between substance and illusion, and its effects were undeniably astonishing.
But all of that came at the cost of forcibly extracting her own origin and life force.
Under normal circumstances, had she known about this, she would absolutely have had a proper discussion with the person before her.
Having a Devil Race secret technique secretly planted within her—she knew all too well what that meant.
If she truly clashed with the person before her, the other party would not need to do anything else. Simply using this move would heavily injure her, then easily take her life.
Just thinking about it made Tantai Zhi shudder.
Yet now, she could not say much because of it.
After all, just moments ago, the other party had used this very opportunity to save her life.
She knew in her heart that the other party had mainly been trying to save the demonic cultivator beside her.
If she had not secretly gathered many treasures over the years and increased her origin considerably,
that blow just now would certainly have killed her on the spot, already injured as she was.
But regardless, the fact remained that she had been saved.
Moreover, her injuries were now especially severe.
Her life and death... rested entirely on a single thought from the person before her.
No matter what, she could not bring herself to